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Post some lyrics, whether the entire song or just a part of it, that you found to be cool, or insightful, or hilarious, or poingant, or whatever...lyrics that grabbed your attention almost immediately and really stood out to you.

I'll start:

You been tellin' me you're a genius

Since you were seventeen

In all the time I've known you

I still don't know what you mean

The weekend at the college

Didn't turn out like you planned

The things that pass for knowledge

I can't understand

Are you reelin' in the years?

Stowin' away the time?

Are you gathering up the tears?

Have you had enough of mine?

"Reelin' In The Years" ~Steely Dan

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Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day.

You fritter and waste the hours in an offhand way.

Kicking around on a piece of ground in your home town,

Waiting for someone or something to show you the way.

Tired of lying in the sunshine staying home to watch the rain.

You are young and life is long and there is time to kill today.

And then one day you find ten years have got behind you.

No one told you when to run, you missed the starting gun.

So you run and you run to catch up with the sun but it's sinking.

Racing around to come up behind you again.

The sun is the same in a relative way but you're older,

Shorter of breath and one day closer to death.

Every year is getting shorter never seem to find the time.

Plans that either come to naught or half a page of scribbled lines.

Hanging on in quiet desperation is the English way.

The time is gone, the song is over,

Thought I'd something more to say.

Home, home again.

I like to be here when I can.

And when I come home cold and tired,

It's good to warm my bones beside the fire.

Far away across the field

The tolling of the iron bell

Calls the faithful to their knees

To hear the softly spoken magic spells.

Time-Pink Floyd

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Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day.

You fritter and waste the hours in an offhand way.

Kicking around on a piece of ground in your home town,

Waiting for someone or something to show you the way.

Tired of lying in the sunshine staying home to watch the rain.

You are young and life is long and there is time to kill today.

And then one day you find ten years have got behind you.

No one told you when to run, you missed the starting gun.

So you run and you run to catch up with the sun but it's sinking.

Racing around to come up behind you again.

The sun is the same in a relative way but you're older,

Shorter of breath and one day closer to death.

Every year is getting shorter never seem to find the time.

Plans that either come to naught or half a page of scribbled lines.

Hanging on in quiet desperation is the English way.

The time is gone, the song is over,

Thought I'd something more to say.

Home, home again.

I like to be here when I can.

And when I come home cold and tired,

It's good to warm my bones beside the fire.

Far away across the field

The tolling of the iron bell

Calls the faithful to their knees

To hear the softly spoken magic spells.

Time-Pink Floyd

:applause:

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(Yeah, Time is my favorite, non-instrumental track from DSOTM. Great album)

I close my eyes

Only for a moment and the moment's gone

All my dreams

Pass before my eyes, a curiosity

Dust in the wind

All they are is dust in the wind

Same old song

Just a drop of water in an endless sea

All we do

Crumbles to the ground

Though we refuse to see

Dust in the wind

All we are is dust in the wind

Ohh...

Now don't hang on

Nothin' lasts forever but the earth and sky

It slips away

And all your money won't another minute buy

Dust in the wind

All we are is dust in the wind (All we are is dust in the wind)

Dust in the wind (Everything is dust in the wind)

Everything is dust in the wind

Dust in the Wind-Kansas

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I'm gonna find me a horse

Just about this big

An' ride him all along the border line

With a Pair of heavy-duty

Zircon-encrusted tweezers in my hand

Every other wrangler would say

I was mighty grand

By myself I wouldn't

Have no boss

But I'd be raisin' my lonely Dental Floss

Well I might Ride along the border

With my tweezers gleamin'

In the moon-lighty night

And then I'd Get a cuppa cawfee

N' give my foot a push...

Just me 'n the pymgy pony

Over the Dennil Floss Bush

N' then I might just Jumb back on

An' ride Like a cowboy

Into the dawn to Montana

Movin' to Montana soon

"Montana" ~ Zappa

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"from my extroverted point of view i think its too late/

hip hop has never been the same since '88/

since it became a lucrative profession/

theres a misconception that a movement in any direction is progression/

even though the potency of it lessens/

big money industries write checks to suppress the question"

---Canibus, Poet Laureate II

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Well good times come and good times go,

I only wish the good times would last a little longer,

and I think about the good times we had...and why they had to end.

So I sit at the edge of my bed,

I strum my guitar and I sing an outlaw love song,

Thinkin' about what you're doin' now...and when you're comin' back.

-from Story of My Life

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Another Floyd song they have some great ones

----Wish you were here

So, so you think you can tell Heaven from Hell,

blue skies from pain.

Can you tell a green field from a cold steel rail?

A smile from a veil?

Do you think you can tell?

And did they get you to trade your heroes for ghosts?

Hot ashes for trees?

Hot air for a cool breeze?

Cold comfort for change?

And did you exchange a walk on part in the war for a lead role in a cage?

How I wish, how I wish you were here.

We're just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl, year after year,

Running over the same old ground.

What have you found? The same old fears.

Wish you were here.

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Ah, ah,

We come from the land of the ice and snow,

From the midnight sun where the hot springs blow.

The hammer of the gods

Will drive our ships to new lands,

To fight the horde, singing and crying:

Valhalla, I am coming!

On we sweep with threshing oar,

Our only goal will be the western shore.

Ah, ah,

We come from the land of the ice and snow,

From the midnight sun where the hot springs blow.

How soft your fields so green,

Can whisper tales of gore,

Of how we calmed the tides of war.

We are your overlords.

On we sweep with threshing oar,

Our only goal will be the western shore.

So now you'd better stop and rebuild all your ruins,

For peace and trust can win the day

Despite of all your losing.

Immigrant Song - Led Zeppelin

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Everyday it's a battle of the Self, few are victorious

Many fall victim of wanting to be vainglorious

The Evil of Self is what drives you into destruction

Kids caught up in crack, ???? full of corruption

The youth need encouragement, Evil of Self

Don't wanna hear about self-evalutaion or development

Fall victim of the negative, extravagant, competitive

And all kinds of irrelevance, we blame it on environment

The Evil of Self, causing destruction of his family

Jealousy and greed are poison in places of society

The Evil of Self, the justification for foolishness

It's sad, any form of ignorance, we grew immune to it

The Evil of Self, don't wanna hear constructive criticism

People get a sense of arrogance when something's given to 'em

Surrounded by Devils, I find myself preforming exorcisms

World's got us going in circles, chasing materialism

The Evil of Self, is what plunges you into error

Al-Hamdulillah, but most worship the mighty dollar

The Devil blinds us with the love of money and power

The Evil of Self, the content is the soul-seller

The back-biter, the slanderer, the instigator

The divide and conquerors that establish the legislature

The player hater, the fornicator sooth sayer

Selling you stories, but they sold their soul, Shayton became the regulator

Idolators, violators and hard-heads

Women that's fine that's selling bodies to bad men

Most men are in jail due to women and drugs

Everybody's on life support pulling their plugs

Inordinate love, the Evil of Self, your worst enemy

The different classes of people claiming superiority

The battle that discourages many from wanting to strive

Against the Evil of Self, viewer discretion is advised

- Abdus Salaam, Featured in One Be Lo's "Evil of Self"

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Great song. A sad song, but I love it.

You'll like this one too then:

When I think of all the worries people seem to find

And how they're in a hurry to complicate their mind

By chasing after money and dreams that can't come true

I'm glad that we are different, we've better things to do

May others plan their future, I'm busy lovin' you (1-2-3-4)

Sha-la-la-la-la-la, live for today

Sha-la-la-la-la-la, live for today

And don't worry 'bout tomorrow, hey, hey, hey

Sha-la-la-la-la-la, live for today

Live for today

We were never meant to worry the way that people do

And I don't need to hurry as long as I'm with you

We'll take it nice and easy and use my simple plan

You'll be my lovin' woman, I'll be your lovin' man

We'll take the most from living, have pleasure while we can (2-3-4)

Sha-la-la-la-la-la, live for today

And don't worry 'bout tomorrow, hey, hey, hey

Live for today

Let's Live For Today - Grass Roots

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Put your arms around me baby

Can't you see I need you so

Hold me close against your skin

I'm about to begin

Lovin' you

Spit on your hand and stroke my ****

At a medium pace

Play with my balls and tell me

How big they are

Honey, rub your beaver

Up and down my face

Sit on the corner of the bed

And watch me whack off

Adam Sandler "At a Medium Pace"

A modern day classic.

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I'm gonna find me a horse

Just about this big

An' ride him all along the border line

With a Pair of heavy-duty

Zircon-encrusted tweezers in my hand

Every other wrangler would say

I was mighty grand

By myself I wouldn't

Have no boss

But I'd be raisin' my lonely Dental Floss

Well I might Ride along the border

With my tweezers gleamin'

In the moon-lighty night

And then I'd Get a cuppa cawfee

N' give my foot a push...

Just me 'n the pymgy pony

Over the Dennil Floss Bush

N' then I might just Jumb back on

An' ride Like a cowboy

Into the dawn to Montana

Movin' to Montana soon

"Montana" ~ Zappa

Gonna be a mental toss flycoon.

:cheers:

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DaylightYo...put one up shackle me, not clean logic procreation

I did not invent the wheel I was the crooked spoke adjacent

While the triple sixers lassos keep angels roped in the basement

I walk the block with a halo and a stick poking your patience

Ya'll catch a 30 second flash visual

Dirty cooperative Neptune blue head hurt splits

Ridiculous fathom the splicing of first generation

f**k up or trickle down anti hero smack (Cracking!)

I paste the game to zero all completion green (Splash!)

Took an early retirement pick a dream

American nightmare hogging the screen

I'll hold the door open so you can stumble in

and you would stop following me around the jungle gym

Now it's an honor and I spell it with the 'H' I stole from heritage

Marry crutch stolen wretched refuge refuse my teaming resonance

I promise temperance storm breed with a leaning conscious

In a credence relax responsive with my sports outsource the wattage

And I'm sleeping now (Wow!) And the settlers laugh

You won't be laughing when your covered wagons crash

You won't be laughing when the buses drag your brother's flags into rags

You won't be laughing when your front lawn is spangled with epitaphs

You won't be laughing

And I hang my boots to rest when I'm impressed

So I triple knot them then I forgot them

This origami dream is beautiful

but man those wings will never leave the ground

Without a feather and a lottery ticket, now settle down

All I ever wanted was to pick apart the day,

put the pieces back together my way.

All I ever wanted was to pick apart the day,

put the pieces back together my way.

All I ever wanted was to pick apart the day,

put the pieces back together my way.

All I ever wanted was to pick apart the day,

put the pieces back together my way.

Slacker bounded imitated tabloid headlined with the post

Shimmy cross the centerfold, and a dead time in ghosts

Giving crumbs for the better souls with seven deadly sins

To hear the plane to crystal conscious

To results a low life counting on one hand what he's accomplished

Ok, lift me to activism chain activate street sweep

Plug in deteriorating zenith pen dragging

I hack swords wars for the morbid spreading of mad men

Now he's got soul

Sitting there licking log cabin in Charlie Chaplin waddle

I could zig zag and zig 'em again for the bad dreams

Sparking my brick wall windows another thicket storm

And if one night in Gotham without the wretched

Houston we have a problem

Dispatch a task of infested patch of city goblins

Who split how many freaks with box cuts of a high road bellow

Heads ripped! Watch red bricks turn yellow

Sort of similar to most backbones at camp Icarus

Raw feelings start congregating at pamper for bickering

Life's not a bit*h life is a beautiful woman

Your only call her a bit*h because she won't let you get that *****

Maybe she didn't feel y'all shared any similar interests

Or maybe you're just an ******* who couldn't sweet talk the princessKiss the speaker wire or either pass it for some pagan thresh hold

Stomach full of halo kibbles

Wings span cast black of porn visuals hear the duck hunt ticker tape

Vision and pick apart the pixels

I got a friend of polar nature and it's all peace

When I seek similar stars but can't sit at the same feast

Metal Captain!

This cat is asking if I've seen his little lost passion

I told him: 'Yeah, but only when I pedaled past him'

All I ever wanted was to pick apart the day,

put the pieces back together my way.

All I ever wanted was to pick apart the day,

put the pieces back together my way.

All I ever wanted was to pick apart the day,

put the pieces back together my way.

All I ever wanted was to pick apart the day,

put the pieces back together my way.

Aesop Rock - Daylight

The part in bold is my favorite part but the whole song lyrics are really good

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